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i met a girl today
who was not golden-haired or blue-eyed,
who was not straight-nosed or full-lipped,
who was not long-legged or slender.
instead i met a girl
who sang full-bodied notes in both soprano and alto,
who spoke like a king and walked like a queen,
who had a body curved like the moon.
and that was okay.
i met a boy today
who was not muscular or broad-shouldered,
who was not charming or charismatic,
who was not tall or dark or handsome.
instead i met a boy
who had a memory like an elephant,
who wrote like an angel and drew like Monet,
who could churn out sums like a calculator.
and that was okay.
take a good look in the mirror:
and remember that what you see—
the imperfections and perfections;
the roll of love around your stomach;
the diverging forks at the ends of your hair;
the delicate sprinkles on the bridge of your nose
—is only one layer of who you are,
all of it
(all of you)
is okay, too.
Introductions"Hi, I'm-"More Like This
"I know who you are."
"You're the guy who thinks he's invisible."
"I have a name-"
"It isn't important. Because you really don't think it's important."
"All right. Since we've started out this way, let me just tell you, I know you too."
"You're the girl who is broken."
"I am not broken."
"You're the girl whose eyes close every night and open the next morning, only to find you have never slept at all."
"I sleep well. Besides-"
"You're the girl who dreams of a happy ending even though she has seen seventeen...no, eighteen unhappy ones in her eighteen years."
"Happy endings are over rated. And you're-"
"You're the girl who wants something bigger, something stronger, just so the weakness in her body becomes something so much more."
"You don't understand weakness the way-"
"You're the girl whose heart broke when she was so young, and she fixed it back together with superglue, but cannot ignore the cracks."
"Superglue makes for a good companion, especially when-"
Love's LessonOnce I met a little mouseMore Like This
Beneath an old oak tree.
He tipped his hat,
And there we sat;
The little mouse and me
He leaned against a toadstool,
Twirling a flow'r in hand.
Though quite forlorn,
With clothing torn,
He donned a wedding band.
I said, "What has brought you here,
This cold and blust'ry day?"
He then looked down,
And with a frown,
Said "I've been led astray."
"One day, many years ago,
A lovely mouse I met.
I loved her so,
With face aglow,
Those eyes I'll ne'er forget.
Oh, my first and only love,
I thought I was hers too.
So then we fled,
Soon to be wed,
How happy, just us two.
But my heart would not allow
To comprehend the truth.
'Twas just a fling:
A silly thing,
A pleasantry of youth.
I thought that she had loved me,
I found it was not so.
In great despair,
I found her where,
The rivers bend and flow.
She sat atop a wooden boat
And turned her back on me.
She'd not appease,
And on my knees,
I begged her not to flee.
Never once did she look back
As the wooden boat set sail.